Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

You better recognize what. snatchh fuckin' head from your neck. word
Up the cold blooded sin. strickly murder. legion of doom 94. word 'em
Up this is how we do that shit. techs to record son. shit. fuck that
Shit. 'em up that how we're always been.

50
Yo check it, I the vibe like shanet
Collaborate on niggas brains and bend you ass like a
My sentense is danger
I black out like joe ripken niggas the floor like the chamber
The authorist transmits for no repent
And the plan the pentagon inelligents
So listen close like musical
The l.o.d. is deep then the under the stairs
I crack million dollar script like an
And execute like the when I inflict death
I got the creepiest in this galaxy
And the industry so mysteriously
Coming with the funk from beneath I straight for juggelars
And rap caps for all you motherfuckers
Walk the bloody streets 19 shots in the lueger
Niggas be to face 50 grand like medusa
The shit I produce is like gin and juice it blend
Scenes from toni braxton you'll never breath
I rhyme without ability to reason, niggas is guilty of
Who's to blame but the legion to the

With punk niggas we got so
(l.o.d. about to it to the streets)
On the mic we definatly got so
(l.o.d. to take it to the streets)

Ron
Roy jay go the wickedest mystic flow
a homicidal clique, yo e make that psycopathic mix
I hits for the hecks or the shit that causes in the script
Beeotch my style set on fire to venus
My soul seeks the universe I'm sleepin'
I'm creepin' makin' myself with the chronic
Electronic million man the mic bionic
So you can feel it in your nerves when I off into the suburbs
Conduct like ? electrofying words
I freak to them suicidal tracks backs
scarred fakin' fuckin' heart atttacks
Oooh I'm comin' through the crowd
Niggas want yo I got the gun pazoow, wizoow, word up

50
I got the slaughter for brains drive you insain
Fuck that

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Keith
The moderation of my creation
Is with my vocabulation accumulation
Trust me as I bust thee, lyrical homicidal shit from keith
If I had 24 to live and one wish
I wouldn't wish for no damn
I'd start going like larry davis
The funk speach from the l.o.d.
Gets funky freakly and fluently
And deep as greek on level z
Theres six ways to die
And eight stories in the naked city and all them shits are lies
So I keep my ironist hidious
Psychosis bloodiest decitious
Comin' from out orbit deep space 9's wiggle my shit
Meltin' crew like synthetic acid
Come half fession' through a section
And get the of your brain drain
With mad man expression, no quesion and no second

Yo 40 and blunts for witches. yeah that's what we got for them
Niggas. yo get on it get off it. l.o.d. we won't forfit.
A-yo check it out. l.o.d. is the niggas man. a-yo put your where your
Mouth is at nigga yeah. I have you rockin' dukes and reebok pumps
Nigga yeah, yeah. l.o.d. style for 94 and it's on